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Light danced off the white marble walls and crystal chandlers, giving the whole place a heavenly glow. Garland wrapped around the marble support columns, and lined the walls of the great hall. Strings of mistletoe hung from the ceiling, and wreaths of holly hung above the many fireplaces that dotted the room. But it was all dwarfed by the immense Christmas tree that watch over the partiers, as they flirted, drank, danced, and laughed.

Amongst all the fun and chaos there sat a lone soul -his mind many miles away from this place. The past two years his parents had put on this charade, trying to forget what this date meant, and for those past two years he sat in this spot, trying to remember. In the afternoon when they rolled out of bed they'd wish him happy New Year, and then they'd carry on about their day, both of them ignoring the fact it was the anniversary if his brother's death. There was something cruel and ironic about the whole thing. On a day that was supposed to be the front cover of new adventure, ended with the final chapter of someone's story.

Evan took a sip of his drink, and sighed, if only it had something stronger in it, but sadly after the incident, he was forbidden from drinking at these types of parties. He brushed his dirty blond hair out of his eyes, and looked out over the lake, which looked more like a great black abyss at the moment. Evan curled his legs up underneath himself, and wrapped his grey narrow tail around his waist, letting the bushy blond tip lay lazily against his thigh. The hippo reached up and loosened his tie and undid the top button of his shirt. He took the first real breath he'd had all evening, and ran his fingers through the little tuft of blond hair that stuck out over his shirt collar.

Evan saw something move in the corner of his eye, and he turned his head to see what was there. A man he'd never seen before was standing there, staring into the fireplace in front of him, swirling the drink in his paw. The stranger was some kind of dog, a mutt, which was odd for the pure blood inbred circles his family ran in. The dog had brown fur, with large white patches; from what Evan could see. He was wearing a tan cowboy hat, his floppy black ears stuck up through special holes cut into the top. He had the sleeves of his black suit rolled up past his elbows, showing off his powerful muscled arms; and the whole thing was topped off by a dark jade bolo tie. He smiled at Evan through his short dark brown beard. Evan got a good look at his square shoulders, strong barreled chest, and rounded gut, before he turned to the fireplace, and held his paws out in front of the flickering flame. "Damn, it sure is cold up here." He said, with a slight flick of his tail. "I don't know how ya' city slickers take it."

Even sat up a bit, and politely returned smile. "I never really noticed. I guess I've just gotten used to it over the years." Evan replied to the dog. There was an awkward pause, before the hippo spoke up again. "I'm Evan by the way." Evan said introducing himself, remembering back to all those edicate classes he was focused to take when he was younger. "Do you mind if I ask who you are?" Evan asked curiously, as he stuck out his hand for the dog to shake. "I don't think I've seen you around here before." He added.

The dog smiled softly and turned around to face Evan, he took Evan's hand into his paw, and he gave it a firm shake. He leaned against the side of the fire place. "The names David, and really I ain't surprised. I'm what you people call, 'New Money'." The dog said as he scoffed, and crossed his arms. "I used ta' raise long horns down in Texas, but one day I was diggin' a new well, and I hit a vain of oil. Before I knew it I had people from every place on God's green earth tryin' ta' get a piece a' me. After a while I had ta' give in, and watch 'em strip my land and build those oil sucking abominations on it. At least I was smart 'bout it, and got myself a real good lawyer from New York before I signed anythin'." The dog looked out the same window Evan had been staring out. "I still wish I could undo what I did though. Even with all this money I got from it, I'm not as happy like I was on the farm. Back then I was my own man, I could do what and who I wanted, and no one would have a say in it, but now that same city lawyer has me runnin' round tryin' to find good places to invest my cash by rubbin' elbows with these brown nosin' snobs. No offence." David quickly said.

Evan laughed a bit, "None taken, I feel the same way about them."

David swirled his scotch in his paw again, making the contents clank against the glass. "So why are ya sittin' here all by yer lonesome?"

Evan nervously moved the hair from his eyes again, "Force of habit I guess. It's kind of become my spot over the years." Evan took another sip of his drink, to hide his eyes as they traced over the dogs body. He couldn't help but look at those handsome curves, his extra bit of packing, and that strong chest someone could lay against all night long. "Thankfully I won't have to put up with it for much longer."

"Why's that?" Asked David.

"After tonight I'll be able to cash in the stocks that I have in my dad's company and I'll have enough money to leave like I've always wanted."

The dog raised one of his eye brows. "Have ya even thought about what yer goin' to do after ya' leave, boy?"

"I was thinking about heading out west, and becoming a ranch hand or something. I want to start over with my life. Try for a new beginning."

David chuckled, and sat down facing Evan. "Hun, I hate to break this ta' ya. But ain't nobody is gonna hire ya. You've got two things workin' against ya, there's this for starters," the dog poked at Evan's gut. "Then," grabbed Evan's hands and turned them over so his palms were facing up. "these for two." David paused for a moment and looked up into Evan's Egyptian blue eyes. "Yer hands are so soft and smooth." The dog traced his leathery paws over Evan's soft hands; getting a good feel for them. "They'll know ya never worked a day in your life. It takes years of sweat, pain, and blood, ta' get rough pads like mine." He took Evan's fingers, and touched them to the paw pad on his palm.

"Fell it, feel the roughness, like over dried piece of leather." The hippo nodded yes, and started to rub as he was told; the insides of his ears and cheeks turning bright pink. He didn't know why it felt so odd, but touching those strong weathered hands made a tingle run through his body -one he hadn't felt since his boyhood days. "And look at the cracks, and scares; each has their own story ta' tell." The dog continued. "Like that dotted scare." Evan traced over the doted scare; that went from the base of the dogs thumb, to the other side of his palm. "I got that when I shot my daddy's bull in the balls with a sling shot, and I had ta' hop a barbed wire fence to keep from getting' gored." David's brown eyes locked with Evan's. "But yer hands give away that silver spoon in yer mouth, boy."

The hippo's eyes dimed at that comment, and his ears swiveled back. "Well what should I do then?"

David let go of Evan's hands -the hippo's eyes flashing with a bit of disappointment - and swirled the liquid in his glass again. "Well if I were ya, I'd enjoy the good life for a few more years," he paused to take a drink from his glass, shivering as the contents stung the back of his throat. "and get my dick wet every chance I got."

Evan was a little taken aback by the dog's lewd comment. "Well... actually I've never thought like that." Evan looked down, and mumbled so the dog couldn't hear, "I do, but not in the way your thinking."

"Suuuure ya don't kid." David tipped his head back, and finished off what was left of his drink. "Hey where can I get a' good drink? This stuff yer father's serving tastes like piss water." "I'm not surprised." Evan rolled his eyes. "Between me and you, the maids like to sneak a night cap from the stuff my father keeps upstairs, and when their done they add water to level it off. But he does have a stash down in the basement. They shouldn't have gotten to that."

David grinned, and stood to his feet. "Well lead the way, boy."

Evan shook his head no, "I would, but I have to stay up here. My mother says I have to be out here, and not just sulk away in some corner of the house."

"Come on boy, ya gonna let them control ya for the rest of yer life?" David reached out his paw for Evan to help him up. "Or do ya wanna come with me, and live a little?"

Evan pondered it for a moment, before a grin grew across his face, and he took the dog's paw. "I'll lead the way." Evan said grinning.

"Yee haw!" David smirked, and wrapped his arm around Evan's shoulders. "I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship, boy." The pair made their way through the trawls of people and wait staff, finding their way to the kitchens, through a large set of gothic doors, and onto the landing of a spiral staircase. Evan pressed a small doorbell looking switch, and a flint-switch sparked above their heads. Fire sprung to life above their heads, following old copper channels that lined the walls of the staircase, leading into the bowels of the basement. The two made their way down the staircase, until they reached the bottom where Evan reached up to the copper trough, and pulled a small leaver which let the fire spread to another system of troughs. One by one, row after massive row of wine bottles came into view as the fire slowly revealed them from the darkness.

David looked on in awe, in all his years he'd never seen such a magnificent sight. It was as if he had stumbled into the forgotten cellar of an old pope. David gave out a little wolf whistle, "Yer Pa must really like his wine."

Evan laughed, and walked along the back wall; passing the enormous wooden barrels that were fitted into carved holes in the granite walls. "This is mostly for show. Father loves to bring investors down here, and just show off. Truth is, most of this was here when we moved in."

"That makes sense, so who was here before ya?" David asked, as his eyes wondered over the racks of wine.

"Some old countess." Evan replied. "I've heard rumors from the maids. It seems that she was having a passionate afire with one of the stable boys. One day he found out, and went made with fury. He tracked them down..." Even paused, "and let's just say it took a while to clean up the mess." Evan smiled softly, as an old memory played through his mind. "You know my older brother used to scare me by sneaking in my room dressed in a white sheet, pretending to be the old countess coming back for a new stable boy." "Sounds ta' me like yer brother was kinda' a jerk." David chuckled. "But my older brothers were the same way," "Yeah he was." Evan replied, sadness softening his voice. They reached the last row of wine bottles, and a large glass cabinet came into view. David almost drooled as he looked over the bottles inside. There were bottles from vodka from distilleries that had been destroyed in the war, bottles of wine from vineyards that have long dried up, bottles of scotch from places he'd only heard of from books, and many others of the sort. He opened one of the glass doors, and ran his finger over the bottles before he settled on a brown bottle with a yellowed pealing label.

Evan squinted trying to make out what it was, but the only thing he could decipher through the aged label was Scotch and 1879. "Oh, ho, ho lookie here, pup!" Proclaimed the dog. "This becomes a fifty year old bottle of scotch tonight. This baby came off the line when I was just an itch in my daddy's balls." David looked up at Evan and chuckled. "Hell this baby's so old your daddy was just an itch in his daddy's ball sac." He held the bottle between his legs, yanked out the cork, brought the bottle to his lips, and took a long deep gulp. "Oh boy that's good!" The dog held the bottle in front of Evan. "Here take a swing."

Even put his hands in front of his self, and shook them. "It's not a good idea, I don't hold my liquor well."

"Pffft, ya gonna play it safe the rest of yer life?" David said, as he gently wiggled the bottle, making the contents slosh back and forth. "You came with me to live a little, right?"

Evan bit his lip, making his two top tusks pop over his lower lip. "I did but..." Even stumbled over his words. "Hand it over..." He took the bottle from David, and looked at it for a bit. The old brown bottle was covered nicks and scratches, and it was hard to make out any of the words scribbled on the yellowed label. Evan brought the bottle to his lips, closed his eyes tight, and slowly tilted his head back. The brown pungent liquid rolled over his tongue, making it go numb. The smell washed through his nose, burning like the antiseptic from a doctor's bag. He felt that cold burning liquid hit the back of his throat, and swallowed it. His body shook as he felt that warm liquid slide down his throat into his gullet. He yanked the bottle from his mouth, his tongue sprung from his mouth, and his face contorted in disgust. "Yuck!"

David barked a laugh, and took the bottle, taking another swig. "Yeah that first drink always gets ta' ya, but after a while it goes down smoother than butter." He handed the bottle back to Evan, and the hippo took another drink, shivering as he finished. "Ya know, ya never told me why ya wanted to leave." David continued, as he took a seat next to Evan. "What could be so bad about this place?"

"I feel so alone here." Evan sat down on the ground, and blew the hair from his eyes. "My parents are here, but never really here. My dad's always busy with his coal mines, and my mom's busy doing her charity work with her so called women's club, when really all it is, is a excuse to drink, gossip, and eat. Honestly I stopped caring about all of it all a long time ago." Evan took another swig oh the bottle in his hand. "It wasn't always so bad, before my brother pasted away from the flu, joy and laughter filled these cold stone walls. He made those long boring day's fun. We did everything together. The only time we weren't together was when we were sleeping. I..." David stuttered as he fought a lump in his throat. "I think that's one of reasons I want to leave so bad, everything reminds me of him." The hippo handed the bottle back to David, and stumbled to his feet. Evan blinked his eyes awkwardly, and shook his head as he regained his balance. He walked to the third massive wine barrel from them, grabbed its spout, and twisted it up. "This especially." The hippo stepped back. Banging and clanging noise came rumbled through the lid, there was a soft metallic click and the lid to the barrel rolled open. "This was our club house when we were younger, and a place to escape as the years went on."

David put his paw on the wall, and made his way back on his feet. He used the wall to keep himself upright as he made his way over to the open barrel, and peered inside as Evan walked inside -disappearing into the shadows of the wine barrel. David herd the distinctive click of a flint lock, and light washed over the wine barrel, lighting his way as he walked inside. Behind the barrel was a large room carved out of the granite just like the holes for the wine barrels had been.

David stared in wonder at the room before him. The stone walls had been paneled with a deep mahogany wood. The wood had wicked twisted rose bushes carved into it. The ceiling was covered in pressed tin panels that shimmered in the dim light. In the center there was a large four post bed, with a head bored and poles carved just like the paneled walls. On his right was a stained glass window with a purple cushioned bench in front of it. The colored glass was shaped like plump brown and white painted horse; she was lying bare in a meadow next to a sweeping river, her long brown hair was strung over her shoulders covering her large bosom, as her hand covered the spot between her legs. Her eyes seemed to stare at them both with a kindhearted seductiveness. A small fire burned behind the glass, making the whole thing glow as you looked at it. "What is this place?" David asked in astonishment.

"I'm not really sure," Evan replied. "My brother and I asked around to see if the servants knew anything about secret passages or rooms in the house, they said they'd heard rumors, but no one had ever found any before. From what we could gather this place was where the countess and her stable boy lover would come to lay with one another." Evan said, as he slipped off his horrid dress shoes, and flopped down onto the red satin bed. David laid down next to Evan, before taking another swig from the bottle, and passing it back to Evan. "So what did ya'll used to do down here?"

"Talk mostly." Evan replied. "We'd just lie in the bed, and chat until we heard the maids looking for us. Like I said, it was like our own little hide away. Though, I haven't been down here much since Kevin passed away. No matter how much I'd like to hide down here sometimes, it just too painful to see this place."

"I can understand that." David replied. They laid there in silence for a while, until David sat up and looked at Evan. "Hey do ya mind if a take off my shirt?" David asked. "This monkey suit is starting to get to me."

"Sure go ahead." Even replied. David nodded, and started to slip off his outer layers. He loosened his below tie, his paws sliding to the buttons of his jacket, undoing them, and then moving onto the buttons of his white under shirt. Evan watched as more and more of David's muscular chest came into view, it was a little padded, but you could see the strong muscles underneath flex with his every move. David slid his jacket and shirt from his strong shoulders, letting Evan see his powerful arms; sculpted by years of work on his farm. He ran his fingers of his brown and white splotched chest, his fingers running through the coarse black hairs that sprung up through the fur on his chest.

Evan was careful not to let his eyes linger to long. He didn't know how David would react to having another male ogle over him. No matter how nice the dog seemed, he knew how easy to snap some guys were, lord knows he learned that making passes at servants and their sons, though that did turn out alright every once in a while.

The dog slipped his shirt and coat from his shoulders, and then placed his cowboy hat down on the bed. David kicked off his boots, and was about to lay back down, but stopped when he felt something brush against his foot. The dog looked down, and gently cocked his head to the side as he saw the corner of something sticking out from under the bed. He reached down, and pulled out an accordion folder. On the front was a drawing of what had to be Evan and his older red haired brother; Kevin had Evan in a headlock, and he was giving his younger brother a noogie. David flipped the folder around, untied the back, and opened it. The folder was filled with different sketches and drawings, of people and places, nothing to out of the ordinary. As he looked deeper though he found a section marked with red tabs. He pulled out a few of them and his eyes went wide at what he saw, most of them were nudes of men like himself, big pudgy men with thick patches of pubic hair. Some were just standing there in suggestive positions, asses wiggling in the air, cocks sticking straight out and hard with their faces filled with an alluring suggestive quality. And the last few near the back were of older grey muzzled men like himself dominating the hell out of younger males. "Give that to me!" Evan yelled, panic filling his voice. The hippo reached over David's shoulder, and desperately clawed at the folder trying to get at it. "That's private!"

David had a smirk grow across his muzzle, and he nonchalantly handed the folder back to Evan. "Oh don't get yer panties in a bunch, boy." The dog said, a light chuckle in his voice. Evan clutched the folder to his chest, as his face flushed red with anger, fear, and embarrassment. "They're pretty good ya know." David stated as he scooted back against the headboard. "'Corse yer anatomy is off a bit; when a canine's cock is soft it has a flap'a skin that goes over it called'a sheath and when it's hard it's got a bulge near the base, called a knot."

Evan's stubby ears flattened to his head, and he looked down at the folder, as he played with the cored that tied the back. "Well I only had myself to work off of." He paused for a moment, and looked back up at David, a glint of hope and worry in his eyes. "So you don't care about what I am?" Evan asked in a shaky voice.

David looked over at Evan, and cocked one of his eye brows. "What you are?" David asked. "A queen? A fairy? A Nancy boy? Gayer then the biggest queen of England!" The dog barked a laugh. "If I did, I'd have ta' hate myself, wouldn't I?"

Evan's ears perked back up, and his eyes lit up. "You mean you're like me?"

The dog lifted up his left paw, and wiggled his fingers for Evan to see. "I'm a rich, horny, and dirty old man. If I wasn't, don'tcha ya think I would'a bought a wife by now?"

The hippo giggled nervously, and set the folder down on the bed next to him. "Yeah, you do have a point."

David smirked as a thought popped into his head, and he looked over at Evan. "Hey is yer drawin' stuff here?"

"Yeah it's under the bed, why?"

David licked his lips, and smiled at Evan. "How would ya like a live model?"

"Would you really do that for me?" Asked Evan, a gleam of excitement in his voice.

"Yeah, it out'a be fun. Just pose me anyway ya want, and I'll stay still fer ya." David slid onto his feet next to the bed, his shaggy tail wagging slowly behind him. He turned to face Evan, and he started to undo his button fly.

Evan's eyes went as wide as dinner plates, and his voice shook as he spoke. "Wh... What are you doing?"

The dog chuckled. "Well I'm guessin' from yer work ya'd like a naked model." Said David. "'em I right?" He ran his thumbs along the underside of his belly, before he slipped his them into the waist band of his underwear, and wiggled his eyes brows at Evan.

Evan felt a blush grow across his plump cheeks, as his eyes roamed over the almost naked body of the dog in front of him. His nostrils flared, and weird feeling of floating came over him. He couldn't believe the dog was offering to strip down for him, it was almost unreal. As soon as the dog's fly came open, his strong musk filled the small room, wafting into Evan's nose, making his whole body tingle with excitement. Evan took a deep breath, gaining the courage for what was about to say, "lose'em tex!"

David chuckled, and turned so his back was facing Evan. He shook his hips, lifted his tail high, and slowly slid off his underwear. A chill ran up Evan's spine as he saw those two perfect scoops of mocha slowly appear from under the dog's underwear. David looked back over his shoulder, and smirked as he shimmed his underwear lower and lower off of his ass, until it was just around his thighs, keeping his sac just out of view. The dog started to slowly bend over, making those two mocha cheeks slowly part, and showing his pristine pink puck to Evan. He pulled his boxers down the rest of his way, looking through his legs back at Evan, and winked at him as he wiggled his hips making his heavy brown and white spotted sac tap against his thighs. When he felt he'd teased the poor hippo, he stepped out of his underwear, and stood back up. Evan's eyes went wide as David turned around again. The dog's was cock sticking straight out. That pink hard shaft curved up towards the sky, and there was a dribble of pre cum running down the tip. David simply smiled, and thrust his hips, breaking Evan out of the drooling stupor the sight put him in. "So where do ya want me?" David asked, a calmness in his voice.

Evan shivered as the blood flow shifted back to his head. The hippo rolled off the bed, reached underneath it, and pulled out an easel and some art supplies. He walked over to the bench in front of the window, and started to set up. "Could you just sit on the bed in front of me?"

David nodded, and did so. "Like this?"

Evan's eyes looked over the top of the canvas at David. "No." He bit his lower lip. David smiled as he saw those cute little tusks pop over the hippo's lip again. "Umm do you mind if I just pose you myself?" Evan asked, his voice shaking nervously as he did.

"'Corse not! Go right ahead boy." David replied. Evan nodded, and walked in front of David. Evan put his hand against the side of his face and his other on his hip, as his eyes traced the dog's body trying to figure out what to do. Evan had the dog spread his legs apart, so his heavy orbs hung off the edge of the bed and that pink shaft curve along under his stomach. The hippo grabbed the bottle of scotch and took a swig, before he placed it in David's free paw. He had him bend forward a bit, putting his left elbow on his left knee, and hold the bottle by its neck, so it hung right under his dangling balls.

Evan went to adjust David's sheath, but then his paw sprung back at the last second. A blush grew across his face, making his grey skin turn crimson. "Uhh, if it's not too much trouble, could you move your sheath down so I can see more of your cock?" Asked Evan his voice cracking a bit.

David saw this, and he smirked. "Come'on boy, it don't bite; just move it anyway ya want."

Evan gulped, and nodded yes. His hand slowly reached out, and wrapped his fingers around the dog's shaft. Evan groaned softly as he felt that tube of fuzzy flesh glide under his fingers as it slowly slide off that piece of pink meat. It was so strange for the hippo, he'd never done anything like this before, he'd pulled his foreskin back before, but he'd never had something like this to work with. When he moved David's sheath where he wanted it, he took away his hand, a little disappointed that he had to. Evan rubbed his cheeks, trying to get the blush to go away. "Now can you smirk for me?" David nodded, and did as he was asked. "Perfect!" He smiled softly, and tapped David's nose with his finger. "Now just hold that posses and try not to move." The hippo slipped off his outer jacket, and adjusted the bulge in his pants.

David laughed, and stuck out his tongue at the hippo. "As long as you don't blow your load in your pants, I'll be just fine."

Evan chuckled and then took his seat on the purple bench behind the easel. He grabbed a pencil from his art supplies, and started to sketch out David.

***

As time went on, David's body started to shake from fatigue and his arms and legs began to cramp up, but he kept in. "Are ya done yet?" David managed to mumble without breaking the look on his face.

Evan poked his head from the side of the canvas; he had some charcoal marks on his face, from where he'd touched his face without thinking. "Yeah just a few finishing touches." He bit his lower lip, making his tusks poke out like always. He made a few more brush strokes, before a smile grew across his face, and he stood up. "And done!"

"Oh thank the lord!" The dog shouted. He fell back onto the bed, taking a swig of the scotch to wet his dry mouth. David started to rub his cramped arms. He rolled his shoulders making them pop and crack, before he stood up, and stretched, his paws reaching to the ceiling, his toes wiggling against the carpet, and his spine cracking. He looked over to David as he cracked his knuckles. "So can I see it?"

Evan bit on the nail of his thumb, and looked up at David with his eyes. "Yeah..." Evan said a uneasy tone to his voice. "Just take it easy on me. I don't really like people to see my work."

David walked over to Evan, and picked up the canvas so he could see it. He was dumb struck at the picture in front of him. David made his rounds at those snoody museums in new York city that he'd been drug to, but nothing he'd seen had come close to the skill of the picture in front of him."This is stunning!" David blurted out. The dog blinked, set it down on the easel, and took a step back so he could see it better. "It's beautiful, boy. I ain't never seen anythin' like it."

Evan's blushed grew back, as David's words crossed through his ears. "Oh you're just saying that." He replied a tone of modesty in his voice. The hippo's ears laid flat to his head, and he started to clean up.

"No, I really mean it." David said as he cocked his head to the side, and took in the picture. "Ya've got some talent kid."

"Whatever you say cowboy." Evan said with a chuckle, as he picked up the canvas and set it to the side. Evan picked up his stuff, and started to put it away.

David was about to probe deeper into it, but he heard something coming from above, and looked up at the ceiling. "Sounds like they're countin' down, it must almost be New Years." David's head dropped back down to see Evan standing in front of him.

The hippo looked up, his maw agape slightly. "Yeah it sounds like there on twenty."

David's eyes light up and a wicked grin grew across his face. "Ya know, I just remembered an old New Year's tradition of mine."

Evan looked from the ceiling and at the dog standing in front of him. "What's that?"

"Well." David said, his word rolling over his tongue. "It brings me good luck whenever I do it." David pushed Even into the wall behind them, and slid his paw against the hippo's chest. "'Corse I don't get to do it much."

The hippo's eyes went wide, and he put his hands on the dog's chest trying to push him off. "Wh... what are you doing?" Evan asked a slight twinge of fear in his voice.

"Oh nothin'." Said David a mischievous tone in his voice. The dog started to lean in closer to Evan, as he counted down under his breath. One of David's paws undid the buttons of Evan's shirt, as he held the hippo against the wall. He slipped the shirt from the hippo's shoulders, letting it pool on the floor behind them. Then he pressed a paw between Evan's pecs, on Evan's little fluff of blond chest hair, and keeping him held in place. David put his other paw on the wall next to the hippo's head and smirked, his pearly white canines glinting in the dim light. Evan pressed both of his hands against the dogs bare chest, and blushed softly as he felt his fingers run through David's course dark black chest hair. The boy tried to push the older male away, but all he managed to do was let his fingers rub deeper into that powerful chest. Their bodies moved closer and closer with each number David mumbled under his breath. "Five." The dog whispered as their stomachs touched for the first time. "Four." Evan felt so confused, his mind was screaming for him to push off David, they were moving too fast, they'd only known each other a few short hours, but his body was telling him to just let it happen. "Three." Evan's hands slide from the dog's chest, to his hips, and finally down onto those two perfect globes on his back side. "Two." Evan watched as David closed his eyes, and gently cocked his head to the side. The hippo's eyes widened and his stubby ears laid flat against his skull. His maw opened slightly as he tried to speak, but not a single word would spill out. "One." Their bodies intertwined in a mesh of flesh and fur, as David pushed the younger hippo into the wall behind them, leaned his head in, and just before his lips pressed to Evan's the words "Happy new year!" rang out from above.

Evan's heart jumped in his chest, and his vision blurred. It was as if he was biting into an apple from the Garden of Eden, he knew it was wrong, fast, and stupid. But he didn't care. Nothing had ever tasted so sweet. He moaned softly as he felt that long canine tongue push its way past his lips, and explore his mouth. Sure he'd been kissed before, but none of them had ever come close to David's skill. His tongue was like magic. It honed in on every sweet spot in his muzzle, it knew all the places to make his heart skip, and his knees weak.

He felt the throbbing head of David's canine member pressing into the underside of his gut, and his long hot shaft lying against his confined cock and balls. The dog teased Evan mercilessly, by pumping his hips and making the underside of his shaft grind against the hippo's package. The dog growled with lust into Evan's muzzle as he felt those shaky hands start to massage his brown rump, pulling them closer to one another. The dog's shaggy tail slowly wagged back and forth, the fur gently tickling the back of Evan's knuckles. There kiss lasted until the sound from upstairs dulled, and there grunts and moans were the only sounds that could be heard.

David playfully bit Evan's lip, before he broke the kiss, and pressed his nose to the hippo's. They stood there in silence, breathing heavy, and staring deeply into each other's eyes. David moved his paw from Evan's chest, and gripped onto the molding of the windowsill beside them. He opened his maw to speak, but a section of the molding no bigger than his paw, moved back into the wall with a loud clunk. David jumped back, and the pair looked at it puzzled, as a trail of strange sounds followed. The first was a loud creaking above their heads, then another directly across from them on the other side of the room, lastly there was a loud clicking, like gears grinding together, and then the wall across from them began to open. It parted in the center, moving back into the other walls -disappearing like it was never there. A large room stood in its place, revealing a massive hidden room inside of the already secret one. The fireplace that was carved into the center of the shiny black back wall sprung to life, illuminating the perplexing new room. Above the fireplace mantel hung a painting of the cow from the stained glass window and a brown mule. The cow was dressed in nothing but a pair of high heel leather boots, and a leather harness that had straps that went over her shoulders, around her bosom, and connected by a strap that went down her stomach, to a silver ring around her vagina. The mule had a bridle in his muzzled, with long brown leather reins that attached to its ends, and a line that went back to his tail to a leather cuff around the base of his tail, that forced him to keep it raised.

The woman was grinding her heel into the back of the horses neck, as she tugged on his rains, and there was this strange look of happiness over their faces. On the walls beside their picture, hung every sex toy you could ever imagine. There were collars, leashes, whips, chains, cuffs, spreader bars and every size of glass dildo and butt plug; from rabbit all the way up to walrus. Lastly there was a lone brass plate under the picture with the inscription that said; "Life is a leaf on the wind, it raises and falls with the changing of the wind. The question you have to ask your self is do you wanna be the ant scurrying about his day on the safe ground, or do you wanna be the one clinging to that leaf, taking the ride of his life." (Still working on this)

Evan and David looked at each other utter confusion on their faces, and then they looked back to the room. "Did ya know about this?" Asked David, as he took a step back from Evan.

Evan shook his head no, and adjusted his pants, moving the bulge he formed to the side. "No, I've never seen it before. I'm finding a hard time even believing its there."

David walked around the bed, and into the carved out room. He held his paws behind his back, his tail swishing a bit, as he looked over the toys and painting. "Do ya think that could be the countess?"

Evan walked over to David's side. "I guess, I mean she does look like the woman in the stained glass." He looked over at David, who'd reached out, and flicked one of the glass dildos making a soft hum resonate through the room. The hippo smiled, and rolled his eyes before he looked back up at the painting. "So that must be the stable boy the servants talked about."

"Yeah it's gotta be," David Interjected. The dog reached out, and ran one of his claws along the harness in front of him. "Ya know, I think some of this stuff could fit us."

"No way! Who knows where these things have been?" Evan replied a tone of disgust in his voice.

"Aww come on, it'd be fun," David said a hit of enthusiasm in his voice. He reached out and picked up one of the collars. "'Sides, they look clean, and anything leaving on 'em would'a died off years ago." David smirked and jiggled the collar in front of Evan. "Tryin' this stuff on won't hurt none."

The hippo bit his lower lip, and he played with his hands as he thought about it. "Well..." He cracked his knuckles, and looked over at the dog. "Okay..." he muttered submissively.

"Alrighty!" Said David, a wide grin plastered across his muzzle. The dog grabbed a few things off of the wall, and started to put some things on, starting with a Y-harness, he had to a adjust a few straps, and the metal ring on the center strap took a little effort, but it slipped over his package, with a little spit as lube. "Now take off yer pants."

"Excuse me?" The hippo asked a little taken a back.

"Well most 'a this stuff won't fit ya if ya got yer cloths on." The fiddled with a strap that went down his back. "So lose 'em rich boy." David said with a playfully wink.

Evan's blushing cheeks quickly returned to full force and he found himself playing with the clasp to his dress pants. The hippo wined softly as the clasp popped free, and he started to pull down his pants and underwear. The hippo's hands started shake as he pulled his pants lower and lower, finally when they hit the ground he stepped out of them, and kept his eyes glued to the ground as he fought back the butterflies creeping into his stomach. David's eyes traced down Evan's body; starting at the little tuff of chest hair between the hippo's flabby grey pecs, down over his large rounded stomach, to the treasure trail that led to that thick bush of blond pubic hair. He licked his lips as he saw that amazing package between his legs, it wasn't the largest he'd seen, but it was the cutest. He had a perfect pair of balls in his smooth grey sac, a adorable uncut cock, and a bush of short blond fur that surrounded the whole thing. Evan's cock started to stir, and his foreskin rolled back over his swelling glands, letting the dog see the lighter grey cock head that went with that cute shaft. The hippo coughed and smiled up nervously at David, "So, ummm what do you want me to put on?"

"These." A devilish grin grew across David's face, as he dangled a collar, a small leather band with a metal clasp, and a long brown strap with a small cuff on one end and a metal clasp on the other.

The hippo tilted his head to the side a bit, a curious look on his face. "I know what that collar is, but what's the rest?"

The old dog's grin only grew larger as he walked closer to Evan. "Ya'll see." He unbuckled the black leather collar, and walked behind the young hippo. "Ya trust me don'tcha?"

"Yes," The hippo whispered. He looked over his shoulder at the grey muzzled dog behind him, and smiled tenderly. David draped the collar around Evan's neck as if it were a delicate string of pearls. The dog leaned in and blew into the hippo's ear as he pulled the leather taut, and locked it tightly in place. His paws traced down Evan's back, those rough pads turned to velvet as they caressed the hippo's smooth skin. Evan's breath grew deeper as those two large paws come to rest on his rounded grey ass, and then one of them grabbed his tail and jerked it up. He watched as David took the cuff looking end of the rope, and attached it to the base of his tail.

The dog smirked a little, and pressed the cold clasp on the opposite end of the leather strap to Evan's lower back, and started to slowly slide it up. The hippo jumped slightly making his two plump cheeks jiggle in front of the dog, as he finished tracing that cold metal up the hippo's back. The dog attached the metal clasp to a silver ring hanging off the back of Evan's collar, the taught rope made his tail stay lifted, just like it did with the mule in the picture. David traced one of his claws along the waist line of the hippo's stomach, sending this bizarre electric feeling through him that made the muscles in his abdomen clench up and realize with a clenching of his tailhole. Their eyes met for a moment, before David dropped to one knee, and without warning reached out and grabbed Evan's sac.

The hippo let out a deep pleasure filled gasp, before he managed to blurt out, "Wh... What are you doing?"

"You said you trusted me," was all David said, before he started to rub the neck of Evan's sac, getting his balls nice and loose in their grey pouch. David warped the leather band around the neck of Evan's pouch, and pulled it as tight as it would go; forcing those trapped male orbs against their grey prison, before he locked it in place. Evan yelped in surprise, and was about to scream for David to take it off, but then he felt one of David's fingers run over the bottom of his sac, over his trapped nuts. The hippo's eyes shot open as he felt this intense surge of sexual electric pleasure through his body from his nuts, he'd played with his nuts before, but that tight band was making them hyper sensitive to anything that even came close to them. David stood back up, one of his paw rubbed those responsive nuts, while the other traced a claw up Evan, over his treasure trail, through his pecs, and finally stopping to swirl around one of his dark grey nipples. The dog leaned in close, his muzzle just centimeters away from the hippo's ear, his beard tickling Evan's cheeks, "Feels good don't it?"

Evan had so many thoughts, feelings, and worries running through his head, as he felt those weathered paws caress his body in ways no one else had. His mind was telling him to say no, and get this gear off, and push David away, but his body was telling him to stay, and see where this could go. When Evan's head cleared, and his thoughts calmed down, it was clear what answer he had to whisper, "Yes."

David grabbed the hippo's collar, and ran his finger along the silver plate feeling the word *Mine* that was inscribed into it. "Good," David growled. The dog's paws wrapped around Evan's waist, and he pulled the hippo into him.

Evan almost jumped, as he felt that hard hot cock flesh rub against his own, that sensitive grey flesh sending feelings his paws had never given him. Evan's arms wrapped around David's neck, and their eyes met once again. They just stood there for a long while, their bodies pressed against one another, feeling as flesh meshed with fur and leather. One of David's paws cupped the side of Evan's face, and he rubbed his thumb over the hippo's cheeks. "Come with me," commanded David. The dog grabbed a hold of the hippo's collar, and guided him over to the bed.

The hippo let out a soft submissive whimper, and he fallowed obediently, with his tail tucked between his chunky thighs. David had the hippo sit on the edge of the bed, and then he gently pushed the hippo making him lay down on the bed. The hippo tilted his head up to see what David was doing between his bent knees. The dog used his feet to lightly push Evan's legs apart, giving him better access to the hippo. David put his paws on Evan's hips and ran his paws up to the hippo's pecs, cupping them in his rough paws. The dog squeezed down on those meaty globes, and pressed his nose to that little tuft of blond chest hair on Evan's chest. David began to kiss his way down Evan's body, moaning as the taste of musky sweat passed between his lips. The dog let a low lustful growl rumble in his chest as his tongue traced to the boys navel and then down his treasure trail.

Evan opened his maw to speak, wanting to make that blissful torment stop. He got ready to say something, but he felt that warm wet tongue run along the underside of his waist line, and the only thing he could say was, "Oooooooh!"

David ran his fingers through that dirty blond bush that surrounded Evan's cock. David bent down his muzzle just inches away from that hard grey member, his hot breath rolling over that sensitive flesh, making it pulse with every pant of the dog's tongue. The older male wrapped his index finger and thumb around that inexperienced shaft, and started to slowly pump that grey foreskin up and down, murring as he watched it engulf that lighter colored head.

The dog learned in close, and placed his panting tongue against that light grey head, and pulled up that stretchy bit of extra skin, so his tongue became trapped between that swollen head and that foreskin. David started to swirl his tongue between those two points of pleasure, murring as the taste of male musk began to roll over his tongue. David chuckled softly as he glanced up to see, Evan thrashing his head back and forth, and clawing at the silky bed sheets. The dog's free paw started to rub Evan's trapped balls, making the younger male squeal in delight.

David wiggled his tongue free, and then dragged his tongue up the underside of Evan's shaft, stopping at the glands just under the head of Evan's cock to gently nibble on them, making a jolt of pleasure shoot up the hippo's spine. David's eyes looked up at Evan, as he slid one of his fingers into his maw, and sucked on it for a few moments. The dog's finger now slick with his own salvia wiggled its way between the hippo's plump grey cheeks to the tight rose bud that lay hidden between them. David circled his dull claw along that taught ring of flesh, before he pressed the tip to that tight virgin pucker. He started to slowly push his finger forward, that tight anal ring fought him at first, but it soon gave way, and his finger slipped inside.Evan struggled for breath as he felt that finger brush against something deep inside of him that made a jolt of intense pleasure radiate from his groin up into his belly. The hippo's cock twitched sending a glob of pre on David's and his tight light grey ring clench down on that invading finger.

David smirked and licked the pre off his face, "Oh ho ho, looks like I found yer sweet spot!" He leaned in, and drug his tongue over Evan's trapped gray orbs, as he rubbed dull tip of his claw rubbed against the hippo's pleasure knot. The dog formed a perfect 'O' with his lips, and he curled his tongue over his sharp front teeth, prepping them for what was to come. He grabbed a hold of the base of Evan's shaft, and slid that long member into his warm wet maw. David moaned as the sweet musky taste of another male rolled over his tongue, stimulating all the right spots in his brain. The dog's muzzle let more and more of that long throbbing shaft slid into his mouth, until his cold black nose was buried in that blond bush of pubic fur.

He started to slowly bob his head up and down, letting his sucking maw and wiggling tongue do most of the work. A deep lustful growl started to resonate through David's chest as his younger lover started to gently buck his hips in time with his bobbing muzzle. As the moment's passed Evan's thrusts became more irregular, and David felt the boy's anal star start to tighten around his finger. David knew that meant Evan was close, and he didn't want him to cum just yet. The dog slid his maw off the hippo's cock with a warm wet pop.

Evan look up at the dog, his stubby ear's laid flat against his head, and his eyes gleaming with disappointment, "Why.. why did you stop?" Evan asked confused.

The dog smiled at him, "I don't want ya comin' just yet boy. 'Sides I got bigger plans fer ya."The dog gave his throbbing red cock a quick stroke before he walked over to the countess's wall of toys. He rubbed his beard as his eyes scanned for something he could use to stretch the kid out a bit. The dog's tail started to wag as his eyes landed on a small glass butt plug. He walked over to it and grabbed the glass device off the wall, and then he walked over to the mantel of the fireplace. He traced his finger over the various glass bottles on it; he picked a few of them up and sniffed what was inside. He did this until he found a pink glass bottle that looked more like something a Jeannie would use. He brought the opening of the neck up to his nose, and sniffed it. He smiled wide as the smell of olive oil ran over his senses, and he realized he found what he needed.

David walked back over to Evan and set everything in his arms on the bed. The dog grabbed the hippo's side and flipped him on his stomach. Evan thought about asking what David was doing, but for some reason he just wanted to do whatever the dog said. David felt a chill of desire roll up his spine as he saw those two plump grey cheeks spread out in front of him. The dog poured the smooth yellow oil over the purple tinted glass plug, and smeared it over every inch of the surface getting it slick for what it was about to do.

The older male grabbed those two grey cheeks, and spread them apart showing that pristine light grey ring that lay between. David grabbed the butt plug, and pressed the small rounded tip to the base of that tight ring. The dog gave a soft grunt and slammed that toy home inside of Evan, burying it inside of the hippo in one quick move. Evan could feel his body trying to fight the glass invader, his body was trying to push it out, and he was clenching down around it as hard as he could to keep it in. The hippo started to sweat as he made every inch of his body ridged as he tried desperately to hold the toy inside his sore hole. Evan tried to move, but he felt the tip of that smooth cold plug rub against that sweet spot inside of him, and his body forced him to stop as a jolt of electric fire radiated from his crotch to the rest of his body.

Two fat fingers wrapped around Evan's collar, and he was yanked off the bed onto all fours. The hippo let out a soft submissive whimper, and he looked up at David's smirking face. The dog grabbed Evan by the hair, and held the younger males head still as he turned around, bent down over the bed, and lifted his tail to the side. He looked down at Evan as he forced his head against his fuzzy brown cheeks. The dog rubbed his ass against the hippo's face, looking down at him with a leering smile. "Now lick my hole, boy!" Barked the dog. David used his free paw to spread open his cheeks, to show off that but if pink flesh that lay between them, "If ya do what I say, I'll give ya somethin' I know ya want."

Evan took a deep breath through his nose truly inhaling the dog's musk for the first time. As that exotic new smell rolled over his scenes, he felt a warm shiver run through his body, down to his cock and trapped balls. The hippo had always dreamed about things like this happening to him. Late at night he'd fantasize about an older larger male ordering him around, making him do things just like this. That's why he drew it, because he wanted to be the younger male in those pictures, with an older more experienced man hanging over them, showing him the way. Ever since he found that copy of the Marquis de Sade hidden away in this very room, he'd done nothing but dream about it. Though he finally under stood why such a proactive book we be squirreled away here.

The hippo reached up, and placed both of his hands on David's back side. Evan pulled those two mounds of light coco apart, and stared at the pink ring of flesh in that sea of fur. The hippo's heart started to pound in his chest as he stuck out his tongue, closed his eyes, and leaned forward. A deep pleasure filled moan rumbled through the younger male's chest as he tasted David's strong musk for the first time. That earthy, sweaty, musky essence was like nothing he'd ever tasted before. The whole flavor was what a true male should smell taste like.

Evan couldn't control himself after he got that first blissful taste, he had to bury his muzzle between those two fuzzy, and start slurping at that puckered hole. A low ecstasy filled growl rumbled in David's chest. "Ohhh that's nice, boy," the dog moaned. "Don't be afraid to get right up in there, it won't bite ya," David said with a soft chuckle. "I might, but it won't." A blush grew across Evan's cheeks as he pressed his tongue against that tight pink pucker, and started to slowly push forward. That wide pink tongue slipped past that anal star, and slide it's way inside of the dog, letting Evan get one more true taste of another male. He squeezed his eyes shut as tight as they would go, and he let out a soft moan as he started to curl, twist, and twirl his tongue inside of David.

David released the hippo's head, and moved both of his paws to the bed in front of him, propping himself up to get better leverage over the situation. He looked down over his shoulder at the hippo behind him, and smiled through his panting maw, it'd been years since he'd had someone so egerge to please him, it was kind of charming. David murred softly as he felt his trapped cock throb between his stomach and the silky bed sheets underneath. The way his coarse belly hair would rub against the top of his cock and the silky sheets had mixed with his pre, making a smooth path for his cock to rub against, felt like heaven for the dog.

The young hippo started to thrust in vein into the air, this whole thing was just utter torment. With his every movement, his every breath, every thrust, he'd feel that smooth glass plug brush against that sweet spot inside of him, making his cock ache and be for release. Evan felt his cock twitch, and he whimpered as he felt a warm thick bead of pre roll down the length of his cock, and down his sore needy balls to the bottom of his sac, where it just hung. David's tail started to slowly wag, as he pulled his hips forward making the hippo's tongue slide from his depths with a warm pop. The hippo looked up at David a little confused, and put his hands down so he was one all fours . David turned around to face the younger male, "Okay boy, ya done good. Now it's time fer a little reward."

The dog's cock rubbed against the underside of his gut as he walked behind Evan. David got onto his knees, placed one paw on Evan's back and the other on the stopper of the glass butt plug. The dog smirked softly as he slide that plug out of Evan's ass, making sure to wiggle it all the way just to tease the poor hippo's prostate. David grabbed his young lover's hips, and thrust his cock forward, letting it thrust up the length of those two grey cheeks, further teasing the hippo's sore abused pucker. David wrapped his paw around the cord that attached Evan's tail to his neck, and twisted it around his knuckles, making the cord tighten. Evan's coughed as he felt his collar suddenly tighten around his neck, and his tail raise higher. The hippo sat up on his knees, and wrapped his fingers around the collar pulling it back, letting him take a full breath. "It's gonna be real nice to fuck this ass'a yers boy," growled the dog under his breath.

The older male smiled as he leaned in close to one of Evan's stubby grey ears. "Ya know," the dog whispered. "Most guys would'a told me to stop by now." David licked his lips. "But I know yer lovin' the way I'ma treatin ya. Ya like being bossed around, manhandled, and used like a cheap plaything." The dog started to slowly rock his cock up and down between Evan's ass cheeks, smearing his pre along that crock and puckered hole. "Don'tcha boy?"

Evan looked away and closed his eyes, as his mind was still trying to wrap it's self around the events of the night. Was his first time really going to be like this? Was his darkest fantasy about to come true? Was he really about to be taken by this bear of a man? The hippo snapped out of it, as he heard the dog yell, "I said, don'tcha boy?!" David yanked back on the cored, his free paw came barreling down, leaving a throbbing red paw mark on Evan's ass as it made contact with his skin.

Evan hollered out in pain, and tightened his grip on his collar, making sure he could breath. "Yes," Evan screamed as high as his lungs would carry.

"Good boy," David almost purred. He loosened his grip on the leash that connected the hippo's neck to his tail, letting Evan fall down onto all fours. "Now beg fer it," David commanded. "Beg fer my cock to thrust in that tight little hole. Beg for me to fuck you until your squealing like a little piggy and yer cum is splattered across the ground."

The hippos face flushed, as he began to push back against the throbbing cock between his ass cheeks, wanting to feel what it'd be like to have that thick cock inside of him. "Please," Evan moaned, his body shaking with desire as he said it. "Bury that bone inside of me," The hippo begged. "Take me like you're a bull about to be put out to pasture."

A deep powerful growl rumbled through David's chest as those words past like music through his ears. The dog wrapped his paw around the base of his thick shaft, guiding the head to that tight light grey pucker. "Now relax boy or this is gonna hurt like nothin' ya ever felt before rich boy." How he wished he could just thrust in, and savage that tight star, but he didn't want to turn the inexperienced hippo off to sex, so he had to take it slow... at first. The dog wiped the sweat from his brow, and started to slowly move his hips forward. He moaned, as he felt that virgin pucker fight his cock just as the plug had. The dog let out a soft grunt and thrust forward a bit, shivering as he felt that tight ring of flesh give way letting the first three inches of his cock slide in.

Evan's heart skipped a beat as he felt that warm flesh slip inside him, it was so different then the butt plug. It was warm, soft, squishy, and he could feel it pulsing inside of him. Evan whimpered as he felt David start to push forward, sinking his cock in inch by painful inch. The hippo let out a loud pleasure filled bellow as he felt that spear shaped head, press against that sweet spot deep inside of him. When he felt those fuzzy hips connect with his with a soft slap, he gasped softly. Evan struggled for his every breath, as that thick member pulsed inside of him, making him feel things he never imagined. It took Evan a few to adjust to the new girth inside of him, as the dog above him softly panted. David felt that tight ring relax around his cock, and with a soft growl he started to gently pull out. He shivered as he felt his length slide from between those two soft cheeks, until just the tip of his dog cock remained.

David sprawled out across Evan's back, putting the full weight of his gut against the hippo's back, knowing he could hold him while on all fours. The dog wrapped one of his arms around Evan's waist as his free paw started to grope the hippo's ass. "Oh yer such a tight little bitch," David groaned. The canine gave a long slow thrust, letting his cock slide back into those warm tight depths. The hippo pulled out again, but this time when he thrust back in he aimed his cock down towards Evan's gut, and slammed full force into the hippo's engorged prostate. A deep growl rumbled in David's chest, as he started to thrust in and out of the hippo's ripe grey ass, his speed steadily increasing as that tight anal ring stretched for him.

The dog's every thrust would slam his cock right into the younger males prostate, making the hippo's knees shake and gasp for breath. Soon the room was filled with the sounds of their groans, grunts, gasps, and the soft patting of fuzzy hips against skin. Evan felt himself pushing back against David's hard long thrusts, as his body screamed out to feel more of that ecstasy educing rod inside of him. Evan yelped as he felt a strong paw come down, and slap his ass, just as the dog's cock slammed inside of him. Evan looked back with his ears flat against his skull. He saw David's brown paw come down again, and slap his ass again, leaving a big red welt next to the one he just made. "Who's your daddy, boy," David barked at Evan. The dog's paw slapped across the hippo's back side, "I said, whose yer daddy, boy?" he asked again.

Evan felt his cock twitch and a shot of pre shoot across the treasure trail on his belly, as a combo of pain and pleasure surged through him. "Y... you are," Evan managed to spurt out. He felt David wrap his fingers around the collar, and force him down against the carpet, his chest and the side of his face being forced against it.

"That's a good bitch," growled David. The dog put all of his weight against the hippo, thrusting into that deflowered ass as hard as his old bones would let him. The dog leaned down, and playfully bit the back of the young hippo's neck, like any alpha would do to one of his subordinates. "Now daddy wants ya to squirt all over yerself. I wanna feel ya cum around my dick!" He slapped his ass again, and started to paw Evan to match the speed of his thrusts. "Come on, be a good bitch cum fer daddy!"

Evan felt David's knot start to form, first it was no bigger than a golf ball as it started to pop in and out of his sore pucker, but it gradually grew until it was about the size of a baseball, and almost painful as it pulled out. It was just the thing Evan needed to push him over the edge though, he felt that knot pop into him one last time, his anal ring clenching down like a vice just behind the dog's sensitive knot, and his orgasm hitting him like a brick wall. The hippo's grey pouch pulled up as close to his body as the cock ring would let him, his cock twitch, and six long hot streams of hot hippo cum splattered across his belly, chest, and floor.

David let out a howl as he felt Evan's ass pulsate around his cock, those tight insides gripping and squeezing around his shaft, brought him to the end that he'd been fighting back. The old dog bit into Evan's shoulder, and he growled as his gluteus flexing and his cock spraying a thick coating of cum over Evan's insides. When the dog's balls finished emptying themselves inside that beautiful grey ass, David collapsed onto Evan's back, and he laid there for a few moments, giving them both time to recover. David began to lick softly over the spot he bit, trying to sooth that bruised skin. He let up on Evan's back, and turned the hippo's head so he could look into his drowsy blue eyes. "Sorry I got so ruff there sugar. Ya have no ider' how long it's been since I'd buried this old bone."

Evan smiled softly, and wrapped his arms around the old dog's waist. "You were fine, really I loved every second," Evan said with a chuckled nervously. "To be truthful you kind of fulfilled a fantasy of mine. It wasn't how I imagined my first time," Evan playfully rubbed his ass against David's hips. "But I don't think I could have thought of a better one.

David smiled, and kissed Evan on the nose. "Well I'm glad I could give ya a good time hun."

The hippo wiggled his hips trying to get free, but it just ended up making them both shiver. "So how long are we stuck like this?" Evan asked with a tilt of his head.

"Not fer to much longer," David replied. "An hour tops." The dog reached up, and pulled the blanket and a few pillows off the bed. David laid down on his side, pulling Evan with him, the dog put the pillows under their heads and spread the blanket over their naked forms. He reached down, and undid the band around Evan's nuts before he wrapped his arms around the younger male, and pulled him back into his fuzzy body. The old dog yawned, and laid his head on Evan's shoulder. "I ain't as young as I used'a be that's fer sure.

I used to be able to keep that up all night, and now I'm tired after one round." The dog closed his eyes, and nuzzled his head into Evan neck. "Hey I've been thinkin'. See I'm buildin' a new ranch out in Montana, somewhere I can work with my paws again, and don't have'ta deal with them damn oil men anymore. So I'm'a gonna be needin' someone to furnish the place, and maybe paint some portraits fer it. And I think ya would be the perfect guy fer the job. It ain't the hard labor that you was hopin' fer, but I think It'd be a great start to that new beginin' ya was looking for."

Evan wrapped his hand around one of the dog's calloused paws, and smiled softy as his eyes closed. "I'd like that," Evan simply replied, as he drifted to sleep in those strong brown arms.